Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 13:14:44 EDT
From: Beerhunter28@cs.com
Subject: My adventures with Jim Pt 1(M/M) (Adult Youth)

My adventures with Jim (Part one)

This is the story of my first Gay experience with a older man (he was 51
and I was 15) Any and all feedback may encourage me to write more stories?
feedback to beerhunter28@cs.com

I used to have a paper delivery route when I was 15, my parents thought I
would be a good way for me to learn about working for a living -- Well
that's not all I learned?  During the summer I used to take hours on my
route, enjoying the sun on my face and chatting to my customers.

The last house on my route was set well off the road in a secluded spot.
It wasn't a large house, but it was well hidden by trees and bushes.  The
guy who owned it was an average looking guy in his fifties, 5'10, and a
little overweight with a gray beard and thinning hair. I had never seen a
wife there, so I just figured that he was divorced or widowed.  Jim was
always friendly to me, he would offer me a soda or a iced drink whenever it
was warm, and would always ask how school was going etc. I never put his
interest in me down to anything more than friendly, until one day that all
changed!

It was a lovely July day, warm and sunny with only a few clouds, so I was
wearing shorts and a T-shirt. I had got to almost the end of my route, when
the sky's opened and it started raining very heavily. In no time I was
soaked and as I trudged up Jim's driveway to deliver my last paper, I was
thankful that it was summer and at least the rain was semi- warm!  As I got
to Jim's front door, it opened and Jim stood there, chuckling at my drowned
appearance. After he stopped grinning, he insisted I come in to dry out,
claiming that he didn't want his favorite paperboy catching pneumonia
during the summer!  I agreed and followed him inside, being careful not to
drip on his hall floor.

Jim turned and after looking me up and down, said I should get out of my
wet clothes so that I could dry off while he dried my clothes in the dryer.
By this time I was too relived to be out of the rain to argue, so followed
him to his bathroom and stripped out of my clothes and wrapped myself in
the towel Jim provided for me while my stuff dried.  The towel was so
small, it ended 3 inches above my knees, and barely went round my waist but
didn't mind as long as I was warm and dry.

Jim was in the lounge waiting for me with a drink so I thanked him again
and he smiled.  As we sat and made small talk I noticed his eyes would
occasionally drop to my body and I could see him trying to see under my
towel -- now I was like most other 15 yr old boys, I was always horny
and thinking about sex -- and the thought of this 50 year old man
wanting to see me naked began to turn me on!  So I decided to give him his
wish, but play a little first. I stood up and walked round the room, asking
questions about his pictures, ornaments and books, pretending to be
interested.  As I walked, I constantly pretended to be loosing the towel,
altering its position round my waist in an effort to keep I up.  As I moved
the towel round, I would end up flashing part of thigh, then some of my
butt, and a very quick flash of my cock (all 'accidentally' of course --
I was pretending to be innocent remember!)  Every time I did this, I would
make sure I was looking at Jims face to catch his reaction, and every time
his eyes would drop to the towel and he seemed to breathe a little heavier.
His excitement only increased my own, and my cock was beginning to swell
noticeably. I had to act soon to move this on and I knew Jim would not
initiate it for fear of being labeled a pervert.  I had moved round the
room in a full circle so now I was standing only a few feet from Jim who
was still sitting. I knew that his eyes were straining for a view of my
crotch, so I let the towel fall open a little and let my swelling crotch
push the towel out further.  Jim's eyes were glued to the towel now,

Jim got up, and stood in front of me, looking me in the eyes as if seeking
final confirmation for what he wanted, so I gave it by my smiling at him
and letting the towel drop completely.

Jim smiled back and started to touch me.

He began at my shoulders, working down my arms and back up across my chest,
he stroked and gently pinched my nipples, then moving down over my stomach
and down my legs before coming back up my inner thighs and onto my crotch.
His hands were warm and gentle on my balls as he seemed to weigh them
before letting go and moving onto my now erect cock.  I shivered as he
slowly stroked up and down my shaft, then he leaned forward and kissed
me. His beard was scratchy on my face as his tongue forced its way into my
mouth, licking my teeth and sucking my own tongue back into his. We did
this for a few minutes then we broke apart.

Jim then took my hand and led me into the bedroom.

I lay on the bed as he stripped down to his boxers, his cock making the
front of his boxers bulge. I wanted to touch him but he told me to wait as
he kissed me again. He then began to lick my nipples, sucking and biting
gently as I gasped with pleasure. Then I watched as his head moved down my
body, his tongue leaving a wet trail as it snaked into my pubic hair.

Then Jim did what I'd been wanting him to do all along -- he wrapped his
lips round my shaft and began to suck me, occasionally licking my balls
till I very quickly came in his mouth. It was amazing, I had jacked off a
lot before then, but this was the most intense orgasm I had ever
experienced. Jim swallowed it all, continuing to suck after I came as if to
get every single drop.

Part 2 coming soon...